It's not that old.
The "old city" of my city, where most days we seem to wander aimlessly into, is only about 2,500 years old.
Oh, wait, I guess that is kind of old.
But the main things one can see walking through are more in the 1500 to 1700's territory. Which I guess is sort of old too.
Oh I like it! Kind of scrubs off the sharp edges, you know?
From where the tram line runs you go down into the old city, which feels right, a descent, darker and cooler and older.
This is my favorite "porte" into the city then, and I am sure I have shown a few pictures of it before. But here is one taking my drawing layers to somewhere near its extreme expression:
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